Broken کے بول

Some things were meant to be , like an apple on a tree A grape on a vine , everything but you and I Some things were meant to share , like bird and his nest A view by the sea , a life as a pair , but not between you and me A knot could never be broken , spoken between you and I Rules were meant to be.... BROKEN In every way Like a book with no pages I can not read I'm BROKEN All over the place Can't you see Like a cup filled with rage (Now looking back , realize I am the grape and the vine) Some things were meant to be , me , alone by the sea I'd share it with you if I were me Take heed I would at a poisonous apple Because you and me were not meant to be....